Baby Words
Eight o'clock in the morning and I
hear two little feet coming down
the hallway to my bedside.
My ears fill with baby
talk, but I know what
he's trying to
say to me.
Wake up
now!!
Copyright © Nicole Monae | Year Posted 2008
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